By Shakira Andrea Sison I was at the end of a three-person turnstile line when I heard the sharp sucking of teeth and multiple grunts
By Shakira Andrea Sison I learned early on that I could never be American. I knew I could never tell the story of having
By Shakira Andrea Sison If you hear silence, then you have been rejected a hundredfold. The person you desire has shown your glaring insignificance by
Shakira Sison writes essays, fiction, and poetry. She makes and breaks bread, grows what she can, builds what she can’t, and fixes everything else.